The police made The Wife cry. Those bastards. We had an appointment to make sure the car seat is properly installed, but nobody was there that could do it. While we completely understand that people get called out on emergencies, you would think they'd have someone there dedicated for that if they actually make an appointment.
4 Days. 7 hours. 23 minutes. (until hospital check-in)
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Wednesday, October 12, 2005
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4 days?!?!?! Bring her over to St. Louey this Friday night. We'll go to the NIN concert and rock that baby out. ;-)
Then we could name the baby Trent if it's a boy. Have fun at the concert, I'm jealous.
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